I've had financial security all of my life, and I definitely feel like I'm being overprotected.
Now that I am diagnosed my mother is adamant to get me on Medicaid, food stamps and SSI, but she doesn't seem to make any effort to actually understand AS. Most of my life I've just bottled things up and ignored criticism because nobody really had any idea what I go through. Now that I have a clinical explanation I feel I deserve a little understanding and consideration, but even in the light of this she still doesn't get it.
I live in constant annoyance; my only refuge being AWAY from home, because at home I'm constantly being bothered or interrupted. When people go out of town, then I have peace and quiet and can focus. If something irritates me I want to complain about it. If I do so around my mother she yells at me, or talks to me like I understand things the way she does. If I try to get her to realize that yelling at me and making me run ridiculous errands that she could easily do herself makes me anxious and stressful, she'll just sigh and lecture me.
Thankfully, I'm leaving for California in 5 months. I can't even talk about that, because all I get is a bunch of negativity. Anytime I want to discuss a passionate desire to leave town to pursue a dream, it either gets ignored or criticized, yet she'll tell me I need to get a job and get my own place (or get on SSI and try to find some sh***y apartment).
I love my mother very much, but I can only take so much of this crap. So, my friend Ricky is taking me to San Francisco with him. I don't know how things will turn out, but I need away from here - hopefully, for good. I'm sick and tired of this "security".
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"Occultism is the science of life; the art of living." - H.P. Blavatsky